4:46 am (eight words)
woke up
worried i
dont have
enough tattoos
I have three beautiful sons that are lucky enough to look like their Mother. I spend all of my time with those little bastards. I'm rated 18th in the World for Competitive Eating. It makes my Mom nervous, she thought I was going to be a Doctor.
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Wake up every night worried I won't get it all done before we have to move. Insomnia is not my friend.
Flat eight words should apply to that moron arnie chowhound chapman. He is the epitomy of a waste of life
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